Chapter 646

"Whoosh!"

I saw the man in green, walking on the top of the bar. A cold voice came from the sky: "please come to the top of the mountain for a talk."

Countless eyes, instant convergence in the river's leaf dust body.

All of them, including Wutian Buddha, looked bleak. Ye Chen cut down the great master of shangzong. Wudianfo and others would like to frustrate Ye Chen. If it hadn't been for asking the sword ancestor, they would have done it.

"Teacher."

At this juncture, Lin Qiqi finally couldn't stop worrying and looked pale.

"Don't worry. Let's see how your master can subdue the ancient sect with one hand."

Ye Chen laughs, cloud sleeve a roll.

Boom!

A water dragon rises from the canglan River, and ye Chen steps on the dragon head and soars upward. The surging water of canglan river finally turns into a water column, which is ten thousand meters high.

Leaf dust on it, all the way to the top of the bar.

People who saw this scene had their pupils shrinking. Even the seven great Xuanmen masters also frowned slightly. Although they have never seen Ye Chen's hand, it means that ye Chen has the ability to be equal with them.

"When did China have such a metamorphosis, so young and amazing in strength?"

Kuwen's wife was astonished. She was dressed in an ancient robe of alchemists. She stepped on the sky dragon to control the sky. In her eyes, there seemed to be many pupils shining, which was strange.

I just don't know if she knew that her husband died in Ye Chen's hand, would she be so calm?

"No matter how strong he is, he is not the opponent of the sword ancestor." Cloud Fairy Light way.

"It's natural. The ancestor of the sword has been invincible since 3000 years ago. Three thousand years later, even the old monk can not see the depth of the Taoist Wu Tian Buddha holds a rosary and says with a low eyebrow.

At the foot of the mountain, Lin jiu'er, Lu's sisters and others all looked up and worried about looking forward.

This dazzling three thousand years of World War I will finally open, but few people have confidence in Ye Chen. Lin Qiqi just prayed that ye Chen would not die.

"Bang!"

At the top of the Henglan mountain, there is a hundred feet in the circle. The leaf dust treads on it like stepping on a steel plate, making a clear metal sound.

At this time, there was only a man in green on the top of the mountain, standing with his back to the leaf dust. Although he is only more than one meter high, but the whole person's breath, but with the feet of thousands of feet of peak, even as one. It's like a towering mountain.

It's just asking the sword ancestor.

"Ye Chen, you shouldn't have come."

Asked the old swordsman, standing in front of the mountain with his hands on his back, he said softly:

"for thousands of years, there have been 13 duels with me. Only three of them are alive, and the remaining ten are dead. No matter how many famous people they have in front of them, they have been quiet for a long time now, and few of them know it. You are still young. If you are qualified to climb this mountain in a hundred years, you will be my opponent. "

"Oh, really?"

Ye Chen is not sure.

"There are only two ways for you to go against me. You can either enter the ancient sword gate and plant the forbidden spirit. You will never betray me. Or die Asked the sword ancestor calmly said, as if the gods in the decision of mortal life and death.

"You are not qualified."

Ye Chen sneered.

"Stubborn."

Ask the sword ancestor to snort, and his tone is always incorruptible: "in this case, you even killed three swords of gujianmen, and you should be punished according to the law!"

Then he asked the sword ancestor to turn his head.

"Shua

In the void, it seems that there are two flashes of lightning. It is almost impossible to describe the appearance of the ancestor of Wen Jian. His face is very ordinary, but his eyes are as sharp as Tianjian.

The air was cut open by his eyes, and the air was making a hissing sound.

The ancestor of the sword didn't use a trace of strength. It was just that the sword in the spirit was accidentally released, which caused such a spectacle. It can be seen how powerful and powerful he is.

"For three thousand years, how long has no one dared to talk to me like this? You are the first. I'll keep your whole body. "

Asked the sword ancestor long flutters, the eye in the sword light is more and more prosperous. An overwhelming momentum, rising from him, quickly thunder Lord, to an unimaginable level, filling the world.

The whole top of the fence, even the air is condensed.

The vitality around us is not flowing at all. Where is the old ancestor of the sword? This is just like his field. Any power is controlled by him. If you are here, you will be shocked. You can't guide the vitality of heaven and earth at all, just like being knocked down from the realm of heaven and man.

Control!

It is said that monk Yuanying can control the heaven and earth at one time, and his own place is the divine realm. Although the ancestor of the sword didn't reach this level, he also felt a trace of Yuanying. It's not a real field, but it's also a pseudo domain.

Seeing this scene, most of Zhenjun are still confused.

But Wu Tian Buddha and others, however, look a congealed. They are all the peaks of Zhenjun. They are very close to Yuanying. Naturally, they know what this means."According to legend, the heavenly king and the immortal all have their own fields. If we stand in the field, we will not invade and never break the enemy. I didn't expect that the sword master came to this step, and the old monk was willing to bow down. "

No heaven Buddha sighs.

And the cloud fairy light smile, looking at the leaf dust, like a dead man. Basically, those who are weaker than those who ask for swords will not be able to live or die once they fall into this pseudo realm.

But let her surprise a scene born, see leaf dust such as the breeze, not controlled, but scornful smile: "you this ability?"

"Well?"

Asked sword ancestor calm calm calm face, finally appeared a trace of surprise.

He seems to have never thought that ye Chen is so easy to break away from his control. But I don't know, if before closing down, facing this kind of prestige, ye Chen can only break it by force. But now, even Yuanying's arrival may not be able to trap Ye Chen.

But after all, he was the first one in the ancient clan. He didn't panic at all, and drank softly: "Ning!"

"Boom!"

At this time, the original frozen energy seems to turn into steel, and instantly condenses into a block. If we say that before, the top of the Henglan mountain was the bottom of the water and it was difficult to move. Now it is the deepest part of the sea. The pressure is so great that it is a steel plate, which will be pressed into pieces of paper.

The cloud fairy's eyes were cold.

I know how to ask the sword ancestor, and finally I give my best shot. If the ordinary real king is here, I'm afraid that he will be directly crushed into a meat cake by the terrible vitality of heaven and earth. Even the real king's body is fragile as thin paper.

But ye Chen's face did not change, and pointed to such as a knife, in the air a row.

"Broken!"

"Shua

In front of the leaf dust, the vigor spring tide is directly split into two parts. The whole sky, suddenly sounded a roaring thunder, a spectacle appeared in front of the public.

With the leaf dust as the center, a white line emerged, spanning a hundred Zhang. On both sides of the white line, the spring tide, visible to the naked eye, roars like a waterfall and rushes madly to the middle.

The old master asked the sword with a cold face.

Ye Chen's finger, seemingly weak and powerless, is precisely cut at the base point of his pseudo field. The whole field is based on the base point, and then gradually unfolds. Like the core of the array, the base point is broken, and all the fields collapse.

"Good, good!"

At this time, even if you ask the sword ancestor, you will not be angry. He looked at Ye Chen coldly, and his eyes were sharp: "Ye Chen, it seems that I underestimated you before. Just, let you have a look at the real power of me